Fish were so hungry,
they leapt and flew in the air.
Clouds disintegrated into
particles of air or crystals.
I couldn’t tell,
but it was beautiful somehow.

I was going to live in a house
There were stairs
and gorgeous views.
I had to duck from the fish
and try to get away from distractions,
to get pictures of the clouds,
disintegrating crystals or particles
that they were.

I walked the streets,
following an unknown figure.
Maybe it was the love of my life
I can never tell,
but in the end it didn’t matter
because I was trying to capture those clouds.

Sona
10:32 am wrote this right after I woke up because I had to jot down my dream, it was so visually interesting and beautiful, and this is exactly what it was.

I want the waves to engulf me
so I am swept away
I want the wind to lift me
so I take flight
with the fish
with the birds
Where I can hear music
in the lulls of the sea
and the curves of the sky
into a depth so deep
a height so high
where I’m finally free

Sona
12:08 am in Mumbai at the beach on Carter Road while listening to Tum Ko from Rockstar.

I had the strongest urge to run today
away
the muscles in my legs twitched and
I could feel my spine getting ready for motion
my mind’s eye visualized the escape routes,
vaguely,
saw the seat on a bus, train, but most likely an airplane
with me and a book
learning a language to make conversations
with other fugitives from their current lives
this wasn’t a new or strange urge though, it’s become routine even
soon I won’t be able to withstand it anymore
my body’s preparation for escape
soon
the urge won’t be contained with a deep breath and
a call for patience

I was bored, so I thought I’d scan in some old drawings from art class. Medium is watercolor and ink. Unfortunately, the quality isn’t great because apparently my scanner sucks, but lazy to redo it. Maybe I’ll repost another day, for now I’m leaving it as is.